I dreamt I was on a journey. I had already come a ways and it seemed I was at the mid-point. I felt as though I had a lot more freedoms on the first leg, as though I had gone it alone, but I knew that wasn't true. Maybe I just avoided my awareness of them. The preparation for the next half of the journey definitely involved people, rules, things... One was a blond man. He seemed very bookish, rules-y, uptight... I was a little impatient with it all. Couldn't we just go now? We had a certain way of flying before that was with a mechanical type device that we held on to. At the current location though, there were many people milling about as if they were all working for us. I was thinking it must be some government thing or money making thing and we would have to give them money or sign our lives over, but no... they were just giving us technology and aid freely. They had this new technology for the next part of our journey. They said we could still use our mechanical device, it wouldn't hurt anything, but this new thing, a type of helium balloon, could take us faster, or we could use it if our device gave out. It sounded good to me. I just wanted to get going.
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I dreamt was with a man, young Jeremy Irons looking type. Just previous, he was stabbed by a man from the middle east or south eastern Europe. We were walking speedily along a boardwalk near the ocean to get away and I could see him wince. I asked if he was ok and he pointed to his chest. I could see something coming out that was like a lung or something (although not possible). I had him sit down on a bench outside and I went to this small open air mini-mart. I was going to look for soap, needle and thread. There seemed to be lots of office supplies and soaps but not much else. I kept looking around and wasn't having luck. I looked in some drawers and found some gel like band-aids that would hold the skin together, then finally I saw a jar on top of a shelf that was full of odds and ends like safety pins. I saw a needle in there, although the eye of the needle had a red rubber type coating over it. I thought that it might be too large regarding piercing the skin, but didn't have much choice. I knew I had to find a way to sterilize it and I was questioning the harshness of the soap, I just didn't have much time. While waiting in line I was thinking of what would be the best way to stitch him so it would have the least amount of stitches while still doing the trick.
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I dreamt was with a man, young Jeremy Irons looking type. Just previous, he was stabbed by a man from the middle east or south eastern Europe. We were walking speedily along a boardwalk near the ocean to get away and I could see him wince. I asked if he was ok and he pointed to his chest. I could see something coming out that was like a lung or something (although not possible). I had him sit down on a bench outside and I went to this small open air mini-mart. I was going to look for soap, needle and thread. There seemed to be lots of office supplies and soaps but not much else. I kept looking around and wasn't having luck. I looked in some drawers and found some gel like band-aids that would hold the skin together, then finally I saw a jar on top of a shelf that was full of odds and ends like safety pins. I saw a needle in there, although the eye of the needle had a red rubber type coating over it. I thought that it might be too large regarding piercing the skin, but didn't have much choice. I knew I had to find a way to sterilize it and I was questioning the harshness of the soap, I just didn't have much time. While waiting in line I was thinking of what would be the best way to stitch him so it would have the least amount of stitches while still doing the trick.
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